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#HE'S SUCH A BLABBERMOUTH
eluminium · 1 year
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Impulse is the least smooth mf I’ve ever seen. Man basically went: "Oh I have to goooo earlier then normal...usually i share all i do my life with you guys but not today today is a secret....lets raid Martyn then- OHHHH he's ending?? Same time as me??? how weird...how strange...totally not related...Tango isn't streaming either huh...welp we'll raid joker and call it a day ;)" This man is a blabbermouth who can’t lie for shit and we love him for it. No wonder he comitted so hard to the homewrecker bit. “This is why my wife married me. Because I’m bad at lying” <- idk this is just funny.
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laski-and-sage · 2 years
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Pip: "Naahh.... I won't tell a single soul."
*back at the mansion*
Pip, running around: "SERAS! ALUCARD! LADY INTEGRA! GUYS! You won't BELIEVE what happened!"
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dorkszn · 3 months
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my favorite thing ever in shameless is kevin just casually walking in the gallagher’s house to get he and v’s things back
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sloppy-syrup · 8 months
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Mikey telling his brothers absolutely everything:
DUDE I KEPT FORGETTING TO POST THIS ONE BUT IM FINALLY DOING IT!!
Also omg super proud of the last frame (ᗒヮᗕ)՞
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Phoenix: Never have I ever...been in handcuffs.
Hangman: *drinks*
Everyone: *stares at him*
Fanboy and Payback: What?!
Coyote: Jake?
Hangman: *grins*
Bob: Being arrested?
Hangman: That wasn't the question.
Hangman: *winks at Rooster*
Rooster: *blushes furiously*
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aurevell · 6 months
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Returning the Favor Sterek | 5k | T
Stiles pays a nighttime visit to his boyfriend in secret, or so he thinks. Unfortunately, the Hale family has keener ears than he realizes.
It’s late when Derek hears the noise at the side of the house. A creak of siding that cuts through the backdrop of cricket song. Just one lone sound, but there’s something cautious about it. Probing.
He lowers the book he’s reading, but no other sounds follow. Derek has been lying sprawled across his bed, drowsy and warm and comfortable, sweatpant-clad legs resting against the wall—but now that he’s conscious of the sound, his focus sharpening, he thinks he’s been hearing quiet noises grow nearer for some time without quite comprehending them. A wild animal outside, maybe, creeping slowly around the foundation of the house. Something large enough that the mulch in the flower bed crunches beneath its weight.
It’s not often that a solitary animal grows bold enough to venture this close to a werewolf pack—the scent always scares them off first. They don’t even get raccoons out here, especially not with the cold this time of year. It could always be their cousin Warren, who’s always thought it funny to startle his relatives with unexpected visits in the dead of night. Or any one of the nasty things in Uncle Peter’s wild stories, supernatural things that creep into the house come dark.
Derek glances at the window, book still resting on his chest, but the house is still.
Maybe it’s gone. That’s just as well: he’s too comfortable to drag himself over to the window to look.
And then another sound comes, an unmistakable creak. Heavy weight settling into place.
Downstairs, his mother sighs. “What was that?” she demands, her voice faint with distance. She and his dad are likely out on the porch swing at this time of evening, even though it’s nearly winter, lunatics that they are. “If Laura and Cora are at it again—”
“I’m sure they aren’t, Tal,” Derek’s father replies, sounding amused. “You put the fear of god in them.”
Mom scoffs. “If we have to repair another door, it’s coming out of their pockets.”
“Not everything is my fault, Mom,” Cora mutters pointedly from down the hall. There’s heavy metal coming from the vicinity of Laura’s bedroom, just low enough to be blasting from her headphones, and she doesn’t pipe up to defend herself.
The thing hasn’t gone away. Metal squeaks a moment later, and then the scrabbling returns, punctuated by a thump and a muffled grunt.
Annoyed, Derek tosses the book aside and clambers to his feet, crossing over to the window. When he hoists up the sash, letting the night chill waft in, he peers down into the dark and finds that the source is worse than anything he could have imagined.
It’s his boyfriend, scaling the side of the house like some deranged cat burglar.
Stiles is hanging onto the drainpipe, having managed to hoist himself several feet off the ground. He’s leaning against the metal awning over the kitchen window, one foot atop the shutter and the other scrabbling for purchase against the siding. At the clatter of Derek’s opening window, he looks up, startled, and nearly loses his balance.
“What are you doing here?” Derek hisses.
“Just returning the favor.” With a moment to catch himself against the awning, Stiles gets his bearing and grins. “What? Don’t make that face. C’mon, you can show up at all hours of the night, but turnabout isn’t fair play?”
With that, he sticks his tongue between his teeth, which he sometimes does unconsciously when something demands his full attention. And the perilous task of climbing should get his full attention, given how often he stumbles when both of his feet are on the ground. God, Derek is about to witness his idiot boyfriend fall to his death or something.
Stiles heaves himself mostly onto the awning, clawing for purchase with a grunt. When he reaches for the window, he loses his grip, nearly sliding backward onto the grass; in a flash of panic, Derek grabs him by his shirt and yanks him forward.
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” he demands, aware of their volume and even more aware of their audience.
The awning rattles as Stiles draws up his long legs to slip inside the window feet first, ducking under the sash. He’s panting a little as he pulls himself upright, though he bats his eyes sweetly in the face of Derek’s scowl. “Oh, please. I knew you’d catch me. ‘My hero,’ and all that.”
“Should have let you fall and die,” Derek retorts, shutting the window.
“Probably. Oh man, that was so athletic. Sometimes, I amaze myself.”
Derek doesn’t have anything smart to say to that. He’s only half paying attention, too busy bracing for the discussion sure to follow.
He and Stiles may as well have stomped up and down the stairs blowing air horns as far as the rest of the house goes. Everyone will have heard. Derek is absolutely sure because you can hear a pin drop, like no one’s even moving, like everyone’s waiting with bated breath—either gleeful or judgmental or both—to hear what comes next. Even Laura’s deafening headphones have gone silent. Fuck.
Worst of all…Stiles doesn’t know any of this. He doesn’t yet know about the secret the Hale family hides, or how keenly they can hear, or that every word he says will be seized up and cheerfully dissected and gossiped about in real time.
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stopthatfool · 4 months
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I want 17 you dumb bitch (icemav pls❤️)
(disclaimer! my irl friend was sitting next to me as they sent in this request! we were both laughing and in on the joke!) (i would prefer for online anons to not call me a dumb bitch, though!)
This goes out to you, @soggyfruitloopsforever!
17. "Ok, well... Fuck." From this writing prompt game!
Tags: Mature, sexual content, allusions to internalized homophobia, Word count 1100.
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I hope you enjoyed it! It was fun to explore more of Ice's perspective and his own relationship with his sexuality! I tried copying and pasting this directly into tumblr but it formatted all weird and I got frustrated fixing it (and it was crazy long), so alas, screenshots.
I would love to receive some more requests if any of you reading would like to send one in! (and I'm currently working on the other requests for those who have already asked!) <3
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rainofthetwilight · 8 months
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i will forever STAND by the hc that jay throughout the seasons went from short stack to tall as a goddamn pole
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kwillow · 2 years
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(Amaranthine!Ambroys is referencing Aasimar!Ambroys’ previous insult - because somehow I’ve drawn him bickering with himself more than once)
Yep, Ambroys started as my DnD player character! Just a throwaway PC I specifically made as a joke... but I guess the joke’s on me for getting so attached. He got furrified later on to fit into the world @chocodile made. I actually wasn’t very confident in his design, as at the time I didn’t draw furries very often and wasn’t sure if I was doing it “right.” I do get the impression that people generally prefer his unicorn design to his OG design regardless, haha.
It would absolutely burn Aasimar!Ambroys up inside to think he’s been upstaged by a newer model - and I think he’d also be a bit baffled as to why people seem to think a guy with a horse’s head is so dreamy.
Of course, Amaranthine!Ambroys would counter that Aasimar!Ambroys has a horse’s face too, and it doesn’t look so good on a human.
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owl-with-a-pen · 3 months
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since we didn't really get to see them interact outside of group scenes, how do you think Brainy and M'gann would get along with one another? Would they be friends, or could M'gann be wary of him at first? (maybe she's heard some stories about the original Brainiac, so she could be cautious before actually getting to talk with him)
Honestly, I feel like M'gann and Brainy have too much in common for her to ever feel wary of him. As a White Martian, she also experienced a lot of judgement simply for who she was and wasn't immediately trusted by anyone. She even presents as a Green Martian in battle which could serve as a parallel on Brainy's own journey from blue to green.
I especially like the conversation M'gann has with Nia in 5x19 and how she encourages Nia to look deeper into her dream's meaning surrounding Brainy. She wants Nia to hold out hope for Brainy and even uses herself as an example about how J'onn had initially been distrustful of her before her true intentions were revealed to him. In that way, I think she and Brainy would be able to bond over their shared struggles and would probably cultivate a very quirky friendship.
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i got bored so i made a lil au type thing.
deadass it's just "what if skulk was in a different genre of horror" so instead of a slasher, he's a rich boy making people kill for his own amusement and superiority/god complex.
aka skulk if he just waited for his parents to die before starting the murdering thing
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crmsndragonwngss · 3 months
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dorkszn · 13 days
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having a teacher crush is so emotionally painful 😭
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eldragon-x · 1 year
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what if the all-knowing mailbox from the gf shorts is connected to the axolotl
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hermithomebase · 1 year
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the only time george has been this quiet, he's either been sick or editing so hopefully not the first one!
okay this tho like he’s either dying or editing and i hope to god he’s editing
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sapientiiae-a · 1 year
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Mun Speaks!: On today's episode of the fiancé plays Ocarina of Time for the first time:
Him: How do you turn into Adult Link? Me: You need to collect all the Spirit Stones. Him: Okay so how do I do that? Me: Well you already have the Kokiri's Emerald, so you need the Goron's Ruby from the Gorons and the Zora's Sapphire from the Zoras. Him: But that doesn't make sense! I have to become Adult Link to be able to get the Ruby! Me: What? Him: Yea! You have to be an adult to be able to pick up the bombs to remove the boulders. Me: Ooohhh! No you don't! You get a special bracelet from Darunia! Him: HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS? WHERE IS THIS EXPLAINED ANYWHERE IN THE GAME?! Me: 😅
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